Weekend.
Jiaomen, in the rented apartment.
Zhang Ye had a day off today. "Late-night Ghost Stories" was a non-stop weekly program, but he had already recorded the six and two days of the program in advance. With his female assistant, Xiaofang, handling the broadcast, Zhang Ye was able to sleep in at home, which was a rare occurrence. He slept until past 10 AM before he got out of bed and stretched. The first thing he did was open the game ring to check the results of the past five days. His Reputation points were at 100,000. Other than the first episode, which increased by about 10,000, and the second episode, which did not increase much, the remaining episodes had increased his Reputation points by 20,000 to 20,000. Seeing his Reputation points enter his account every day, Zhang Ye was extremely satisfied.
With enough points, he could have another Lottery draw.
Zhang Ye did not hesitate to spend 100,000 Reputation points to activate the Lottery draw option, "This time, I'm not asking for the Special Category. Give me the Stats Category or the Skills Category. I've already tried the Lottery twice, but I haven't seen anything in the other categories!"
He clicked on it!
The needle spun!
Stats Category … Special Category … Skills Category …
The needle slowed down and kept moving past these few categories. Just as it was about to stop at the Skills Category, it suddenly moved forward a tiny bit. It did not stop!
Just a little bit more!
Great, it was still the Consumption Category!
Zhang Ye accepted it. He took out the Treasure Chest (Small) and opened the lid. Inside the chest was a transparent bottle with a small wooden stopper!
[Invisibility Potion]: Upon consumption, invisibility is achieved. Lasts for five minutes.
After reading the game ring's introduction of the item, Zhang Ye casually kept the potion bottle and stuffed it into the ring. His inventory was equivalent to an interspatial storage bag. As for the item that he had obtained from the Lottery draw, he was clearly not satisfied. What was the use of this? To peek in the female restroom? Don't joke. Zhang Ye had always been a gentleman. He would not do such dirty things. He had never even thought about it. Furthermore, the time limit was only five minutes. What was there to see!?
Outside the door, there was a commotion.
After Zhang Ye washed up, he opened the door to take a look. A bunch of tenants were blocking the corridor.
"Landlady Auntie, the house is already expensive enough. Why did you increase the price?" A university student said angrily.
"Yeah, how can we live like this? You're exploiting us!" A white-collared woman shouted.
Rao Aimin, who was standing in the middle, had a cold look on her face. She narrowed her eyes and confronted the crowd. "Houses are so expensive now, and everyone is raising their prices. Do you think I'm running a charity? If you can't afford it, don't stay. There are plenty of people who can rent. You, Xiao Zhao, when you owed money to someone, who lent you the money and helped you pay for it? And you, Xiao Xue, you didn't have enough tuition last year. Who paid for you? "
The university student immediately lost his temper and said in a low voice, "Didn't I return everything to you?"
Rao Aimin stared at him with her beautiful eyes and said, "That's it? Have you forgotten how good I was to you? Huh? Every single one of them was an ingrate! If not, then scram! "
Many people stopped talking and quietly returned to their rooms.
There were other tenants who had not received help from the landlady and were still resisting the increase. However, they were all scolded by Rao Aimin. She had a venomous mouth, and most people could not outtalk her!
After everyone left, Rao Aimin immediately saw Zhang Ye. "Yo, Little Zhang, come over here!"
Zhang Ye could not hide in time. Helpless, he could only follow Rao Aimin to her house.
After the door closed, Rao Aimin, who was wearing slippers, picked up a small circulation cultural newspaper from the coffee table in the living room. She flipped to a page in the middle corner. "I happened to see this when I was buying the newspaper this morning. Not bad, kid. You even reported it." She shook the newspaper and read in a strange tone, "Recently, Beijing Radio Station's Literature Channel's' Late-night Ghost Stories' broadcast a story called 'Ghost Blows Out the Light'. It has attracted the attention of listeners within a certain range. It has even created a historical record for the channel's late-night programs. It has achieved great success, and has even broken the monopoly that physical publishing and online serialization have on supernatural novels. According to our reporter's understanding, this story is actually the program's DJ, Zhang Ye's original work. Hence, the program's success cannot be replicated."
This was the first time Zhang Ye knew that he had reported it. He rushed forward, "Let me take a look."
"Although the newspaper's circulation isn't large, and the layout is a little off, it's still not bad. You have such results just after entering the radio station?" After flattering him, Rao Aimin sat down with her legs crossed. The topic of conversation changed quickly, "When are you going to pay your rent? If you can't pay, then do the housework to pay off your debt. The house needs to be tidied up again! "
She flipped her attitude faster than flipping a book!
Zhang Ye smacked his lips, "Landlady Auntie, look, I'm on the newspaper now. I have status and fans. Can I …"
Rao Aimin did not let him finish, "What status do you have? Your current status is that of a debtor!"
Zhang Ye bargained, "I can do the housework for you, but you have to pay for my lunch and dinner." He could barely afford instant noodles.
Rao Aimin glanced sideways at him, "You're still asking for something?"
Zhang Ye complained, "I haven't had lunch yet. If I don't eat, I won't be able to work."
Rao Aimin was clearly unwilling. She pouted and went to the kitchen to search. Finally, she took out a plastic bag filled with buns, "I'll take this! I just bought it this morning! "
Zhang Ye did not stand on ceremony. He took it and ate it without even heating it up.
Rao Aimin said disdainfully, "All you know is to eat. Did you not eat in your previous life? But let me tell you, eating buns can kill you! "
Zhang Ye had already eaten two in a blink of an eye. Upon hearing this, he choked, "Eating buns can kill you?"
"Why would I lie to you? It's just a tenant in our building. Didn't he die from eating buns last year? Who doesn't know about this!" Rao Aimin recalled.
Someone had really died last year. Although Zhang Ye was not around, he had heard about it after moving in. He was immediately frightened. Back in his previous world, there were Sudan Red, gutter oil and melamine. Food hygiene was a problem. Zhang Ye was already a frightened bird. Now, hearing that someone beside him had died from eating buns, he, who cherished his life, turned pale. He retched a few times, trying to spit out the buns, but to no avail. Zhang Ye felt that he could not take it anymore, so he hurriedly said, "How did that person die? Was it tragic? "
Rao Aimin flicked the dust off her thighs and sighed, "Tragic. It's really tragic. He went out to buy buns that day, and a truck ran over him and killed him!"
"Died from a truck crash?" Zhang Ye nearly fainted, "Then what has this got to do with eating buns?"
"I didn't say it had anything to do with it." Rao Aimin was amused. She was clearly teasing Zhang Ye.
Zhang Ye, "…"
Rao Aimin was in a good mood. She smiled and smacked Zhang Ye on the back of his head, "Alright kid, hurry up and tidy up the house after eating. Also, help me prepare the bathwater. I'm going to take a bath."
Her smile was like a flower, full of charm!
She was really a young woman that exuded a feminine charm!
Although Rao Aimin often teased Zhang Ye, saying that she was bad-tempered, old, temperamental, cold, loved money more than her life, and had a venomous mouth, Zhang Ye could not suppress his instinctive affection for Big Sis Rao.
It was because she was too beautiful!
Zhang Ye had always dreamed of marrying such a beautiful woman as his wife!
Hai, but thinking about it, it was useless. So what if she had a beautiful wife? After looking at her for a long time and getting used to it, it was all the same. There was no such thing as being good-looking or not. Why? You don't believe me? Then let's give an example. Who didn't see their wife as beautiful and alluring before getting married? But after seven years of marriage, if you could look at your wife for more than a minute a day, it would be considered as you finding your conscience and valuing relationships! Well, of course, if you were to shout indignantly, "Bullsh * t, even if it's another 50 or 500 years, I'll still think that my wife is as beautiful as a flower, the number one beauty in the world", well, there's no need to ask — your wife would definitely be reading a book beside you!
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